Friday, December 13, 2013

My First.

Today Kickin' it Old Skool presents My First...Trip to New Orleans.

I say my first trip because I will be coming back for her.

She is an alternate dimension, a City of the Dead and Exuberantly Living. This was a journey I'd been waiting to make my entire life. This was a Holy mission. I struggle to write about this wet and curious place because I feel as though I lack the juicy poetry to worship her adequately.

Not to get all "hippy woo-woo" on you, but the energy of New Orleans is surreal. The mix of history, hardship, bodies beneathe every courtyard and knowing that your city is sinking is an intoxicating and menacing vibration.

Have you ever found yourself if a place you've never been, but you know you've been there before? New Orleans is like dreaming about being kissed by someone you know is gone.

I found parts of myself scattered over slippery cobblestone, tucked into crypts and staring straight back at me through smudged storefront windows. I left parts of my heart too, so I would know the trail back.